The gods descend into reality

The Olympian gods indulged in a life of debauchery and decadence.

The Norse gods are battling the frost giants.

The gods of the Eleventh District are still in a state of ignorance.

At the border between the various realms of the gods, an old man was herding a flock of sheep.

desolate

It's really wild and primitive.

So, an old man herding sheep?

There's always this feeling of acting on a whim.

What is the cause and effect with myself?

Chapter 764 Holy crap, they stole a sheep!

"Where's my sheep?!"

"Where's my sheep?!"

A boy started running in the wild, searching.

The boy's name was Moses, and he was a shepherd.

He worked for a landlord, herding sheep for a meager wage.

You don't need to do anything else; you just need to watch the sheep to prevent them from being stolen by wolves.

I drank too late at the tavern last night, so I kept dozing off while herding sheep today.

Finally, while herding sheep, he couldn't help but fall asleep.

When I woke up, I counted the sheep and realized that I had lost one!

This startled Moses.

After all, the price of a single sheep is enough to bankrupt him.

If I can't find the lost sheep before nightfall, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat for the next month.

down the hillside.

In the thicket of trees.

Moses searched almost every place where sheep might exist.

As the sun gradually set, the anxiety on Moses' face grew even stronger.

"baa"

The bleating of the stupid sheep instantly roused Moses.

He quickly ran towards the source of the sound.

At that moment, Moses had only one thought in his mind: to find the sheep he had lost.

Soon Moses arrived at a huge sheepfold.

The sheep, several times fatter than the ones you graze, graze freely on the lush green pastures, drinking clear water. They look so peaceful and comfortable.

Moses saw an old man with long hair.

"Moses?"

"Do you know me?"

Moses subconsciously used honorifics.

"Of course, you're here to find your sheep."

The old man spoke with a kind expression.

"Yes, yes, do you know where my sheep are?"

Moses was excited.

This person has seen his sheep.

So, I'm sure I can find my own sheep and bring it home!

"Of course, your sheep are right there."

Moses frowned as he watched the old man point to the huge sheep pen with one hand.

"But this sheepfold already has an owner."

At the main gate of the sheepfold, a burly man was firmly guarding the entrance. Moses hesitated.

"Friend, would you like to hear something from me?"

"Please speak."

Moses said respectfully.

"Once upon a time, on a starry sky, I studied the rising and setting of the sun, the ebb and flow of the tides, and finally came to the conclusion that the world there was round."

"How is that possible? If the earth is round, how can people stand on it?"

Although he knew the old man in front of him was no ordinary person, Moses still voiced his doubts.

After all, the earth is round, and this is just too incredible no matter how you look at it.

Moses had never studied such things, but if it were a ball, wouldn't a person be unable to even stand firmly on it, let alone live a normal life?

"This relates to another matter."

I call it universal gravitation, and its calculation method is actually…

Halfway through his speech, the old man stopped, his gaze turning somewhat profound as he looked at the apple tree in the distance.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. I really wish there was someone who could understand me."

Moses

So, can I understand that you're indirectly implying that I have a low IQ?

And another thing, you want to find someone who understands you? What kind of apple tree are you looking at?

Do you really want to throw an apple at the person who understands you?

Oh my God!

Let's observe a moment of silence for that person first.

"Then, I said the earth is round, and a group of people came and beat me up, saying I didn't understand love."

Moses

So let's set aside whether the idea that the earth is round is actually true.

The earth is round, what does it matter to them whether they attack you or not?

Chicken feathers!

We came here to find sheep, how did we end up discussing this nonsense with you!

"Old gentleman"

"This incident tells us that the truth is in the hands of a minority, and we must always stick to our own beliefs."

"Sir, what does this have to do with me?"

Moses asked with a dark expression.

"of course."

The old man smiled confidently.

"So, your sheep are right there."

Moses

I feel like you just want to vent to me, and after talking for so long, you're still saying the same thing.

“I’ll go hold that person back for a bit. You climb over the fence over there, find your sheep, and then leave.”

"How can you stall them?"

But then they saw the old man slowly walking toward the person guarding the sheepfold.

The steps seemed slow, but in the next moment they were in front of the person.

"Jacob, I've heard you're a great wrestler."

The old man walked up to the burly man and slowly began to speak.

"Of course, I'm the best wrestler in our area!"

Although he didn't recognize the strange old man, the burly man named Jacob still spoke with pride when talking about his area of ​​expertise.

"Let's wrestle then."

"you?"

Jacob looked at the old man with a hint of disdain on his face.

He's just an old man.

In his hometown, even those stronger than him were no match for him.

This old man, halfway to the grave, how could he possibly be a match for me?

"You're not afraid of losing to me, are you?"

"What a joke! I, Jacob, would lose to you! Come on!"

Jacob, who was initially somewhat reluctant, suddenly became furious.

For someone who had been fighting with his older brother for the family fortune since childhood, and later had to outwit and outmaneuver his uncle, this was a very different story.

Giving up is not something that exists in one's life.

Moreover, the other party was just an old man.

How long would it take to take him down?